The murmur sounds louder, and more telling, his heart looks a bit larger than it did months ago. So, we’re starting him on maintenance medication to help keep this under control. Another few hundred dollars, and we’re looking at a good $100 dollars a month for medication. [Edited because my math skills are not.] It’s gonna be tight. I’m mentally adding up things in my head, and yeah, I’m panicking, just a little.
~*~*~*~Theogamia is almost upon us. We have our Feast for a Fallen King and Ewemolc coming up after that, and then I celebrate my anniversary. Beth and I started planning the food-stuffs for our two-day holiday: honey with the comb, bacon and pancakes, goat milk and sheep cheeses. We share in the feast for these, it’s not given holocaust. After today, we’re scaling back, and you know? I’m grateful for that. I get too lost sometimes in the THINGS, even when I think I’m not. Today, I feel my gods with me. Today, I know that we will make it through. Today I feel Poseidon extending His love toward Master Corbington, and I remember His affection towards Angel. Today I feel Family gathering around me, and I remember what this is all about, and I feel cherished.
We have a follow-up in three weeks. Please keep our piglet in your thoughts and prayers! Corbie J. is happily accepting any and all energy and Reiki anyone cares to send, and requests that you try to figure out a way to send treats via distance, too!